Martial God Asura

As Chu Feng steadied his posture, the white-haired, black-robed woman turned to look at the woman in a white dress. 

Her authority over the Immemorial Massacre Sea was being taken away. She was no longer able to perceive what was happening inside, and she couldn’t control any of its energy either. She had become a spectator here.

The only one who had the means to steal her authority was this woman in a white dress. 

Of all times, she chose to steal her authority when Chu Feng was at a disadvantage against Shahun Haotian. This was her answer to the earlier question. She didn’t want the black-robed woman to interfere in the fight.

Shoosh!

Shahun Haotian leaped into the sky and flitted up to Chu Feng to smash his metal truncheon down on the latter’s head once more, just like before. His strikes were lethal; he was planning to take Chu Feng’s life.

Chu Feng continued to dodge while swinging his God Armament on Shahun Haotian’s arm. 

Shahun Haotian reacted in the same way as before. As he was approaching Chu Feng, he abruptly changed his posture and switched from a hack to a horizontal slash. At the same time, he twisted his body and unleashed a roundhouse kick. 

Chu Feng deflected the attack with his saber once more, but this time, he aimed his blade at Shahun Haotian’s approaching foot. 

He had intentionally taken Shahun Haotian’s attack earlier to get a grasp of the latter’s strength. Now that he had acquired the information he needed, he knew how he should counter the latter.

First of all, he had to avoid having a direct confrontation with Shahun Haotian. 

He would be at a disadvantage even when deflecting Shahun Haotian’s attack with his weapon. It would be best to dodge Shahun Haotian’s attack or prevent him from unleashing his attack in the first place. 

Faced with Chu Feng’s sharp blade, Shahun Haotian could only retract his leg. 

Chu Feng quickly followed up with a slash, and Shahun Haotian had no choice but to dodge. The momentum was building up on Chu Feng’s side. Realizing that, Shahun Haotian tried to retreat to put some distance between them, 

However, Chu Feng followed Shahun Haotian like a shadow, not giving the latter a chance to shake him off. 

On top of that, Chu Feng’s attacks came from challenging trajectories that made it nigh impossible for Shahun Haotian to counterattack. Shahun Haotian could only keep dodging, but there were times when even dodging was not an option and he had to deflect the attack with his metal truncheon. 

“Chu Feng knows he will lose in a direct confrontation, so he’s suppressing Shahun Haotian’s attacks through overwhelming offense. That’s clever, but Shahun Haotian isn’t that easy of an opponent. He’ll soon adapt to Chu Feng’s attacking pattern, and the tables will be turned then. Chu Feng, you can’t afford to drag things out,” the white-haired, black-robed woman murmured.  

The woman in a white dress quietly watched the battle. 

It was as the black-robed woman predicted. Shahun Haotian soon adapted to Chu Feng’s attacking pattern and began counterattacking.

Shahun Haotian struggled to exert his strength earlier when Chu Feng was leading him by the nose, but now that he had regained his footing and started counterattacking, Chu Feng began to struggle. 

Each time Chu Feng deflected the metal truncheon with his saber, he felt like his arm was turning numb. This was the gap in their fighting prowess!

After several clashes, Chu Feng’s movements began to slow under the strain. 

Shahun Haotian soon found an opportunity to plunge his mental truncheon into Chu Feng’s head.

The black-robed woman looked at the woman in a white dress. 

She knew Chu Feng wouldn’t be able to dodge this attack. Chu Feng could lose his life at this rate unless they intervened. 

But the woman in a white dress displayed no inclination to make a move, so she held her tongue. The woman in a white dress was the one who called the shots; she merely followed orders here. 

Pu!

The metal truncheon pierced Chu Feng’s head.

But Shahun Haotian’s eyes widened in shock.

Chu Feng’s head dissipated as spirit power instead of splattering blood. 

All of a sudden, Shahun Haotian felt intense killing intent from behind. Before he could turn around to take a look, Chu Feng’s God Armament saber had already struck his neck. 

But the slash failed to cut through his neck as if it was indestructible. 

“Chu Feng must have secretly constructed a clone formation and a concealment formation while suppressing Shahun Haotian before simultaneously activating them.” 

The black-robed woman widened her eyes in realization. 

Shahun Haotian pushed for a killing blow, not knowing his opponent had already switched places with a clone. Meanwhile, the real Chu Feng hid himself via a concealment formation and patiently waited for a chance to land a fatal blow.

Chu Feng’s ploy worked, but Shahun Haotian’s body was more resilient than he had expected. His attack failed to cut through Shahun Haotian’s skin.

Chu Feng took a closer look and noticed a black aura mixed with black sand flowing out from Shahun Haotian’s neck. 

Whoosh!

The black aura abruptly whipped forth at a speed faster than how Shahun Haotian brandished his metal truncheons, instantly enveloping Chu Feng. It wielded prowess comparable to a God Taboo Martial Skill. 

But Chu Feng didn’t panic. Instead, he murmured with a chuckle, “I knew it wouldn’t be so easy.”

Whoosh!

The black aura tightened around Chu Feng, but the latter didn’t die. Instead, he reappeared where the spirit formation gate was.

“He constructed a teleportation formation too? He sure is well-prepared,” the black-robed woman said. 

Chu Feng had secretly prepared this teleportation formation before Shahun Haotian’s appearance.

“Milord, does Chu Feng not need to form hand seals to construct a formation?” the black-robed woman asked the woman in a white dress. 

Even she had failed to notice the construction of the teleportation formation. 

“Talented world spiritists can construct formations within their bodies, but the prowess will be weaker compared to ordinary formations. This is an extremely difficult feat requiring an extreme level of control, though I’d imagine it isn’t that difficult for Chu Feng. The formation he constructs in that manner also doesn’t pale too far in comparison to formations he constructs normally,” the woman in a white dress said.

“He lives up to his reputation as a prodigy.”

“With such a mother, how could he be anything less?”

“That’s true,” the black-robed woman replied with a rare smile.

She was convinced Chu Feng wouldn’t be a match for Shahun Haotian in his weakened state, but the latter was finding ways to level the playing field. This made things interesting.

Whoosh!

The rustling of sand echoed. It was coming from the sand inside the black aura. 

Shahun Haotian was flying over, his body cloaked in a black aura. 

“Are those formations? I have heard about world spiritists, but this is my first time meeting one.” Shahun Haotian gazed down on Chu Feng from above.

“Shahun Haotian… Shahun should be your clan name. I’m guessing this black aura mixed with sand is your bloodline power, as well as the origin of your clan name?” Chu Feng asked.

“Ind…”

“Dragon Breath!”

Before Shahun Haotian could finish his words, Chu Feng raised his finger and unleashed a golden beam of martial power that devoured everything where Shahun Haotian stood.

“A lack of honor.” The black-robed woman shook her head. 

The woman in a white dress chuckled, amused by Chu Feng’s antics. She looked at the black-robed woman and commented, “This Chu Feng is an interesting one.”

She wasn’t put off by Chu Feng’s decision. On the contrary, she approved it.